Multifandom One-Shots, Imagines, etc.

Captain America x OC

Author: Willow

Warnings: vague-ish descriptions of torture

Note: I made up some of the characters, just btw. Also if you have any requests or suggestions just leave a comment :D

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I silently walked through the halls of the Hydra base. My commander signaled to me and the other six agents to split up. I went to the left with two others, while everyone else went either up or to the right. Our guns were out and we held them by our side.

Gun shots began to ring through the silence. For a split second we looked at each other before running down the hall. Unfortunately, we had no clue where we were going. 

A group of Hydra soldiers stood in front of us. All that I could hear before the deafening shots was "leave one alive for ques-" from someone in the back. I closed my eyes tightly.

I waited for the feeling of bullets ripping through my flesh, but it never came. The sound of guns stopped after five seconds. I opened my eyes. One of the Hydra members was approaching me. I lifted my hands up in defense, it was pointless though. He hit me on the head with the butt of a gun. There was a sharp pain in my head, then nothing.

When I finally opened my eyes my head ached. I groaned as I fully regained conscious. There was a man with graying blond hair standing in front of me. He had on a Hydra uniform. We were in the middle of a room that seemed to be made entirely of metal. I was strapped to a cold chair.

The man in front of me smirked for a moment. "You're awake," he stated in a gravelly voice. "If you're interested, I'm Alrick."

I couldn't help but sigh, "I don't care what your name is." In my mind I slapped myself for making a remark like that because I knew that wouldn't help my case.

A chuckle escaped Alrick's lips. He strolled over to a small table that had an array of knives, scissors, and other tools that looked very intimidating. After picking up a small knife he walked back over to me. "We'll start easy," Alrick said in low voice. He used the knife to leave two cuts on my cheeks. "What is your name?"

I smirked, "My name is Inigo Montoya."

My reference only angered Alrick, causing him to slap me across the face. He held the knife up to me again. "Now," he whispered, "What is your name?"

"You killed my father," was my response.

Alrick cut my shoulders and punched my face. He began to yell, "TELL ME YOUR NAME!" He continued to cut my arms and beat me. After what seemed like hours even though I knew it was only a minute or two, he stopped. Alrick brought his face close to mine and whispered one more time, "What is your name?"

A few tears ran down my face. The temptation to tell him my name was so strong. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. "Now prepare to die," I finished.

Alrick raised his hand.

"Wait," I mumbled, "Alexa."

Alrick lowered his hand, "Hmm?

"My name. My name is Alexa Caverly," I huffed out. 'Why did you say anything?' I thought to myself.

My captor smirked, "Now that we have that out of the way, Alexa, do tell me why you and the other Shield agents were here."

I lowered my head an shut my eyes tightly, "No." I prepared myself for another round of beatings but alarms began to go off.

Alrick left me and began to head towards the door. "Watch her!" he barked at the guard as he left.